Lord Regret’s Price: THE END

Finally, finally, finally, the first draft has been achieved! He was a smug, reticent bastard for 99% of the book. I had to beat him within an inch of his life. Not once but several times. I had to warp some more British history to figure out his House. I also had to ruin–I mean, blur–some Chinese Imperial dynasties.

There were many times when I wanted to do anything, I mean ANYTHING, but work on his book. Clean toilets. Sort rocks. Do my taxes. Yeah, I was desperate. But little by little, I kept chiseling.

It still needs work. A lot of work.

But the first draft is DONE. And there’s very little else that feels as good as working so damned hard and finally achieving the goal.